Samuel Harry Stovall, Sr. departed this life after a long illness at McGuire Veterans Hospital (Hospice Unit) on Friday, November 22, 2002.   
       “Sam” as he was often called, was born on November 26, 1919 in Black Hawk, Pennsylvania to the late Harrison and Lula Hughes Stovall. He attended public school in Powhatan County, and at an early age became a member of Mt. Calvary Baptist Church. He served his Country in the United States Army during the Korean War.
       In 1947, he was joined in wedlock to the late Alice Novella Stovall. To this union ten children were born. For 35 years, he was employed by Chesterfield Auto Parts in Richmond, Virginia.
       A quiet and hardworking family man, Sam lived his life through his good deeds and kind gestures towards others. He was well known in the community and had many friends.
       Sam was preceded in death by his daughter, Debra and his wife, Alice Novella. He leaves to cherish fond memories, four sons, Samuel, Jr., Everette “Skip”, Gilbert (Ella), and Christopher, five daughters, Gloria, Donna Leabough (Thomas, Sr.), Crystal, two devoted, Rita and Denise; two sisters, Isabelle Stovall, and dearly devoted, Inez Scruggs; one sister-in-law, Mary Mayo Tanks; two brothers-in-law, Martin Mayo and Robert Scruggs; five grandsons, Kendall Squire, Marcus Henry, Christopher Williams, Devin Leabough, Thomas Leabough, Jr. and Everette Stovall, Jr.; three granddaughters, Tiffany Morris, Taylor Stovall and Courtney Stovall; and a host of nieces, nephews, cousins and other relatives and friends.
       During his years of declining health, Sam’s daughter Rita provided undying love, care and support until his death.

Come To Me

God knew you were so tired
And a cure was not to be
So he put his arms around you,
And whispered, “Come to me.”

The golden gate stood open
God knew you needed rest
His garden must be beautiful
For He only takes the best.

Don’t grieve for me, for now I’m free.
I’m following the path God has laid for me.
I took His hand when I heard him call.
I turned my back and God took it all.

If my parting has left a void,
Then fill it with remembered joys.
A friendship shared, a laugh, a kiss,
Oh yes, these things, I’ll miss.

Leave all to Him in perfect rest
He doeth all things for the best.

Reprinted by permission